Hymn 31
John Newton
7,7,7,7
Ask what I shall give thee.
1Ki 3:541 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, Jesus loves to answer prayer, He himself has bid thee pray, Therefore will not say thee nay. | Thou art coming to a King, Ps 81:10 Large petitions with thee bring; For his grace and pow’r are such, None can ever ask too much. | With my burden I begin, Lord, remove this load of sin! Let thy blood, for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt. | Lord! I come to thee for rest, Take possession of my breast; There thy blood–bought right maintain, And without a rival reign. | As the image in the glass Answers the beholder’s face; Thus unto my heart appear, Print thine own resemblance there. | While I am a pilgrim here, Let thy love my spirit cheer; As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend, Lead me to my journey’s end. | Show me what I have to do, Every hour my strength renew; Let me live a life of faith, Let me die thy peoples death. | |